Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 54

I was hot on Yata's heels as he skated with his aura blasting him forward.
The Blues were surrounding the building, no doubt Saruhiko told Munakata about what was going on.
I narrowed my eyes through the bright sun lift of the afternoon day as we came towards a stair case leading downwards.
Don't think, just jump! I reminded myself, something that I used to quote when I still lived on the streets. I remember the feeling well - the thrill of running away and leaving those who chased me in my dust.
But this time, I wasn't running away.
"Shizukata-san!" I stopped short, the voice was familiar. I turned to the girl, dressed up well in her Blue's uniform. She threw her sword at me and I quickly caught it by the handle, shocked from the lack of warning.
"What is this?" I asked, staring down at the shinning blade before looking back up to the girls face, her eyes full of determination. She was young... Was she there when I was?
"I know that the others have weapons and you don't." She said, "Go, save that girl."
My eyes widened slightly. How come I never met her before? I tried to put a name to her face, wondering why someone from a clan that used to hate my presence was offering me a weapon.
"Quit staring! Hurry!" She yelled at me, snapping me out it.
I clenched my teeth and nodded to her in thanks before turning and pushing off hard towards the hole in the glass that Yata left upon his extravagant entrance.
Whoever that girl is, I seriously owe her, I thought, lighting up the blade with my flames.